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Текст песни No Exceptions

No Exceptions

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Life's full of love and hateSo we got crums to makeSurvival's at stakeWe under pressureStill, we need to treasureNo exceptions, drastic measuresIts my life, no exceptionsLife's full of love and hateSo we got crums to makeSurvival's at stakeWe under pressureStill, we need to treasureNo exceptions, drastic measuresYou got one life, no exceptions

Now who ran guns with bounty, did a joint with rakimA song with mariah that had the whole world poppinWho that be the r-a-double p-e-rNiggas fuck with this and they get sent to the e.r.Now I'm rockin jams with the screwball famThey connected so thick, with them men in submission you know who ? ? ? Screwball and the mobb so sickWe repin' qb son, they wouldn't understand itWe roll so thick that niggas get noydNiggas don't want it 'cuz noyd bring noiseNo way, niggas can't stop me, son it shocked meThey tried, I pulled out and popped three

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Hey yoLight the blunts up, cook the coke upOne times out, so what motherfucker I'm tryin to blow upAnd when they show up I put the cracks in the stashThe gats in the grass, when they roll I just blastWith no problem bumpin primo, to niggas we knowYou try, you die like peschi in casinoNo exceptions to the rule, the ball to the screwGo back like check one twoStreet gang to the rap gameWorldwide thang, thugstyle niggas feel the painGotta go hard and sunshine they rainBlow the block up, fuck niggas, with no exceptions

Im'a blow my steel, grab the chicken as a human sheildBreak elbows and wheel, no exception is the drillIs it real, I'm cryin blunt retalitationFollow ? wallet? for your information4-1-1, scoop all we want dun-dunCash is the issue, while you blab about ya pistolBut you never blast a missle, ship your bagette pistolGettin scissors on they gun shot wound, you doomedWith no exception

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Yo, the streets baptised me to money and warGettin yours is a law that we never ignoreWe score twice or more, keep it moving twenty-fourWe seven days with no rest, still fresh lookingOur names inflamed with the smell of tongue cookingThe hoods rotten, we see the ? ? ? from the crabs plottinThe sneak kill, sabatoge our dealBut we overlook it, 'cuz our enviroment is crookedAnd hard to finger who the d's got as a singerSpillin the beans on the dealers and the fiendsSo I move seperate and conversate with the connectionsOn the low key, gettin this money with no exceptions

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Yeah thats rightWe all screwball up in hereNo exceptions babyMy team go to any extreme to get the weight upStreets don't stop, streets don't stopNo exceptionsGotta get it, gotta get itAll in it to win itY'all heardStreets don't stop for nothin and nobody